late night phone calls, tears come running
i planned and i planned but i never saw this coming
hands stand still on a deadened clock
but the sound of last tick echoes down the block
and i don't want to move
and i don't want to breath
this room with you
was a place i could believe
and i don't want to move
just hold on to this dream
this room with you
and you never leave
smoke stained walls don't understand
i scrub and i scrub but they won't come clean again
suitecase filled with a life of things
no service for the phone i'm still hoping it will ring
and i don't want to move
and i don't want to breath
this room with you
was a place i could believe
and i don't want to move
just hold on to this dream
this room with you
and you never leave
late night phone calls, tears come running
i planned and i planned but i never saw this coming
smoke stained walls don't understand
i scrub and i scrub but they won't come clean again
and i don't want to move
and i don't want to breath
this room with you
was a place i could believe
and i don't want to move
just hold on to this dream
this room with you
and you never leave
